Nothing new.

So we already know that my Mother is here.

I was so stoked to go to work and come back with half of my house packed up.

This didn't happen.

I got off of work and called her to let her know that I was on my way. She told me that she hasn't packed anything and for me not to worry because "you know how I am, I will have this all packed up for you in 2 days".

Well, that's what I was hoping for.

I got home and NOTHING was done.
She started telling me her "plan of action". How she was going to just got through rooms and put this here and stuff this there and in no time this would all be done. I felt like we were in a huddle and at any minute we would yell "Break!" and throw our hands in the air.

I know I must seem insensitive wanting my mom to do all of the work, but that's not the case. I just want her to do most of it. (kidding...well, not really).
Anyway...I walked in and started my daily routine (which consisted of me jump starting the kids on their chores). Everyone was just lounging around with blankets in the living room and they were sprawled out all over the floor. I started snapping my fingers and told everyone to get to work.
I've already explained to the kids that if I don't make the mess...I don't clean it up. They got to work washing the dishes, cleaning the dining room and cleaning the living room. In 2 hours it was all done (I know 2 hrs may seem like a long time but we are dealing with a 13, 8, and 7 yr old) and they all sat down while I made dinner. Normally, when my mom visits, she would cook for us all. I decided not to be so dependant on her for all of this.

I explained to her that, before, I was sooo tired and I would just come home and try to throw something together to eat then crash. The house would be a mess for days. Then I would get so overwhelmed with all of the housework and laundry that I had to do that I just wanted to break down and cry.
Now...I don't play that part anymore. The kids do it all. Sometimes, Dom volunteers to cook. I am going to have to start utilizing that skill of his more often when we move.

So, remember in the last post I mentioned that my mom likes to make up things? She told me some new info about her today that I didn't know before (in all of my life with her):

1. She never liked chicken all the while growing up.

2. She can't taste chicken or grapes (but she can taste everything else).

This is allllll news to me. I recall her telling me (all through my life) about the chicken she made and how good it is.... SEVERAL HUNDRED times.

She started telling me some stuff about my brother and his wife that I find a little hard to believe. She knows I'll call her bluff and call him to verify but I'll wait for a more ridiculous story to surface.

In the end, Everything was cleaned in the house and everyone was fed. This is starting to become a pattern. By 6:30 pm everyday..everything is getting done. I really like that. Such a feeling of accomplishment.

I knocked out at 7:30 pm.

I'm so lame.